bearer of glad tidings and ghee In the good news department, the county where I live has finally noticed that the Constitution doesn't prohibit gay marriage, and so they've started issuing marriage licenses to gay couples. Yay! I drove past the hundreds and hundreds of couples lined up outside the county building, and flipped off one of the four sorry-ass protesters standing in their little corral waving "Jesus hates you dirty fags" signs. I'm just sure there are incidences out there where one member of a gay couple is really unhappy about this situation, though: "Oh honey, we can finally get married!!! Isn't this great? We can legally bind ourselves together forever and ever..." while the other person tugs at the collar of his or her shirt and sweats. I mean, not everybody wants to get married, even if it means you can wear spectacular clothes and be the center of attention for a day. Juniper has a lot to say on the subject, though. She says "Gay- ga! Gay, googh." Other good news: Juniper rolled over. Well, part of the way, anyhow. From her back to her side and back again. Watch out, world! Watch out, mommy! She is starting to say lots of things. When she is hungry she shouts "Ghee! Ghee!" Maybe my breasts give off clarified butter, I don't know. Unfortunately this just means that they are now referred to as "Mommy's ghee ghees". Good bye, dignity. |